So, I'm 20 and I still live with my grandmother. I won't be in a few months, but for now I do. She's a feeder. If somethings wrong, if she's bored, if there's some kind of occasion, she cooks a TON of fattening food, and I don't have the willpower to not eat things put in front of me. If I don't cook, I have no problems not snacking, I usually don't even get hungry. But when I come home from work and there's a huge meal laid out for me, I... I'm ashamed to say that I can't help myself. Afterwards, I feel super guilty for straying from my diet. It's setting me back and I'm regaining every pound I lose.
I've told her I'm on a diet. I've asked her not to cook meals for me, just for herself. I've told her I'm trying to lose weight for college because I don't have any clothes that fit me. Today, she went grocery shopping and asked if I needed anything. I told her, "No. And don't get me ANYTHING. Not juice, not crackers, not sweets." She comes home with tons of microwaveable food for me and donuts and ice cream. She also has told a few relatives about my diet, which I wish she wouldn't because she's snarky about it. "Oh, Savannah's trying to lose weight for college, Ha!"
That crap just hurts my feelings. Like she doesn't think I can.
Does anyone have any advice on how to get her to believe in me? Or to at least get her to stop sabotaging me?
(This is a bit ranty, because I don't have anyone else to complain to lol)



